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ElTovar 

By  I  Fred  Harvey 

A  New  Hotel 


at 


Grand  Canyon 
of  Arizona 


Text  by  W.  H.  Simpson 

Cover  by  Louis  Akin 

Pbotos  by  Detroit  Photographic  Co., 

Putnam  &  Valentine,  and  others. 


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Grand  Canyon  of  Arizona 

NO  ONE  can  describe  it  to  you.  It  must  be  seen— not 
once,  but  many  times.  Only  by  frequent  visits  may  a 
small  portion  of  its  ineffable  loveliness  be  apprebended. 
For  a  distance  of  nearly  500  miles  (from  tbe  junction  of 
tbe  Grand  and  Green  rivers  in  Soutbem  Utab  to  tbe 
moutb  of  tbe  Rio  Virgen),  tbe  Colorado  River  flows  tbrougb 
a  series  of  deep  canyons,  culminating  in  tbe  Grand  Canyon 
of  Arizona. 

Tbis  latter  cbasm  begins  near  tbe  moutb  of  tbe  Little 
Colorado  River  and  extends  soutbwest  217  miles.  Tbe 
granite  gorge  section  is  sixty-five  miles  long.  Here  tbe  plateau 
level  varies  from  6,500  to  8,000  feet  above  tbe  sea.  Tbe 
river  has  carved  a  winding  cbannel  tbrougb  tbe  uplift  more 
than  a  mile  deep  and  from  ten  to  thirteen  miles  wide.  In  this 
titanic  trough  are  hundreds  of  mountains  more  imposing  than 
Mount  Washington,  yet  none  of  which  project  their  peaks 
above  the  canyon's  rim.  Tbe  ages-old  rock  strata  are  many- 
tinted,  creating  a  rainbow  sea  of  color.  There  are  safe  trails 
at  three  points  on  tbe  southern  side  from  rim  to  river. 

The  civilized  world  first  heard  of  tbe  Grand  Canyon  in 
1540,  when  it  was  discovered  by  early  Spanish  explorers. 
From  then  until  tbe  middle  of  the  nineteenth  century  it 
remained  practically  unvisited.  The  rediscovery  of  tbis 
notable  world-wonder  by  Maj.  J.  W.  Powell  occurred  in 
1869.  Tbe  journal  of  bis  venturesome  journey  in  frail  boats 
down  unknown  rapids  and  waterfalls,  braving  the  dangers  of 
sunken  rocks  and  powerful  eddies,  is  an  epic  story  of  sub- 
limest  heroism,  modestly  told. 

Not  until  tbe  building  of  tbe  Santa  Fes  'cross-tbe- 
continent  line  in  1884  was  tbe  scene  of  Major  Powell  s 
exploits  made  easily  accessible.  To-day  there  is  a  branch 
railway  from  Wilhams,  Ariz.,  on  tbe  main  California  line  of 
the  Santa  Fe,  to  the  head  of  Bright  Angel  trail,  in  tbe  middle 
of  tbe  Grand  Canyon  district.  Visitors  now  number  thousands 
yearly,  where  a  decade  ago  they  were  counted  by  dozens. 

The  latest  triumph  of  tbe  American  invader  is  tbe  new 
$250,000  hotel.  El  Tovar,  described  in  these  pages. 

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£1  Tovar^/roni  the  North 


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An  All-the-Year-'Round-Resort 

IT  IS  now  so  easy  to  reack  the  Grand  Canyon,  and  you  are 
so   deligntfully  cared    for  at  El  Tovar,  tKat  every  Cali- 
fornia traveler  should  make  the  short  detour  and  arrange 
for  at  least  a  few  days'  stay. 

Two  or  three  weeks  and  more  could  be  profitably  spent  here. 
This  section  of  Arizona  is  an  all-the-year-'round  resort. 
In  summer  the  altitude,  averaging  7,000  feet,  insures  cool 
nights  and  comfortable  days.  The  atmosphere  has  so  little 
moisture  that  even  at  midday  the  heat  is  never  oppressive. 
A  step  into  the  shade  brings  instant  coolness,  should  it  happen 
that  you  tire  of  the  glorious  sunshine. 

In  winter  the  nights  are  moderately  cold  and  the  days 
pleasantly  warm.  Before  breakfast  there  may  be  ice  by  the 
roadside.  By  ten  o'clock  the  fervid  sun  dominates  a  cloudless 
sky,  and  the  air  seems  Kke  June.  Thick  wraps  are  then  thrown 
aside.  Snow  rarely  falls  until  midwinter  and  does  not  last  long; 
by  going  part  way  down  into  the  canyon  you  may  altogether 
avoid  it.     Winter  in  Arizona  is,  as  a  rule,  very  enjoyable. 

On  any  day  there  is  a  tonic  quality  in  the  thin  air  that 
makes  action  a  delight.  You  walk  and  ride  horseback  and 
take  long  drives  in  the  open  without  a  hint  of  fatigue.  Merely 
to  be  alive  is  joy  enough.  You  feel  a  kinship  with  nature.  You 
welcome  the  quick  tan  of  the  sun.  You  loiter  for  hours  on  the 
brink  of  some  sheer  cliff.  You  penetrate  park-like  pine  woods 
and  toil  up  steep  trails.     Inside  and  out  you  are  a  new  person. 

Concerning  Pedro  de  Tovar 

NEARLY  everything  worth  while  in  the  Southwest  dates 
back   to    Francisco  Vasquez   Coronado,    the   Spanish 
governor    of   Galacia,    who  left  Mexico  iij  the  year 
1540,  accompanied  by  several  hundred  warriors,  in  search  of 
the  mythical  seven  cities  of  Cibola. 

Coronado  and  his  men  found  no  gold,  but  they  discovered 

New  Mexico,  Arizona,  and  other  sections  of  the  Rockies.   Their 

most  spectacular  "find  "  was  the  Grand  Canyon  of  Arizona. 

Chief  among  Coronado's  lieutenants  was  a  conquistador 

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named  Don  Pedro  de  Tovar,  leader  of  the  detachment  that 
explored  and  conquered  the  province  of  Tusayan,  now  known 
as  Hopiland.  His  father  was  lord  high  steward  to  Queen 
Dona  Juana.  While  among  the  Hopis,  Tovar  heard  of  the 
Grand  Canyon,  which  borders  old  Tusayan  on  the  west.  He 
reported  the  tale  to  Coronado,  and  Cardenas  was  sent  to 
verify  it. 

Cardenas  reported  that  the  Tison  (Firebrand)  River  — 
meaning  the  Colorado  ---  seemed  to  be  three  or  four  hundred 
leagues  across  from  bank  to  bank;  his  party  spent  several 
days  lookmg  in  vain  for  a  passage  down  to  the  water;  those  who 
descended  part  way  swore  that  the  rocks  which  seemed  no  taller 
than  a  man  were  really  bigger  than  the  great  tower  of  Seville. 

Though  not  the  first  white  man  to  see  this  sublimest  of 
gorges,  Tovar  was  largely  instrumental  in  its  discovery,  so 
when  the  Santa  Fe  needed  an  appropriate  name  for  the  new 
hotel  at  Bright  Angel,  El  Tovar  was  selected. 

It  is  a  fad  of  the  Santa  Fe  and  of  Mr.  Harvey  to  name 
their  finest  railway  station  hotels  after  the  Spaniards  of  the 
Conquest.  The  Alvarado,  at  Albuquerque,  commemorates 
Capt.  Hernando  de  Alvarado,  commander  of  artillery  for 
Coronado's  expedition  and  the  first  European  to  visit  Acoma. 
The  Castaneda,  at  Las  Vegas,  is  named  for  Pedro  de 
Castaneda,  of  Najeras,  Spain,  the  principal  historian  of 
Coronado's  expedition.  The  Cardenas,  at  Trinidad,  keeps 
green  the  memory  of  Don  Garcia  Lopez  de  Cardenas,  a 
captain  in  Coronado  s  army,  the  first  white  man  to  behold  the 
Grand  Canyon. 

The  Hotel  in  General 

OCCUPYING  a  site  7,000  feet  above  sea-level,  close  to 
the  rim  of  the  Grand  Canyon,  at  the  railway  terminus 
and  not  far  from  the  head  of  Bright  Angel  trail. 
El  Tovar  commands  a  prospect  without  parallel  in  the  world. 
A  perpendicular  mile  from  rim  to  river  (seven  miles  by  trail) 
and  thirteen  dizzy  miles  across  to  the  opposite  canyon  wall,  is 
the  story  of  the  measuring  line.  The  roaring  Colorado  below 
looks  like  a  silvery  thread.      Its  tnmult  seldom  reaches  th§ 

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The  Main  Entrance 


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stillness  of  the  upper  air.  On  tliree  sides  are  the  fragrant 
pines  of  Coconino,  a  Government  forest  reserve  and  the 
largest  continuous  belt  of  pine  timber  in  tbe  United  States. 
Everywhere  a  riot  of  color  and  beauty  of  form. 

El  Tovar  is  a  long,  low,  rambling  edifice,  built  of  native 
boulders  and  pine  logs  from  far-off  Oregon.  Tbe  width  north 
and  south  is  three  hundred  and  twenty-seven  feet  and  from 
east  to  west  two  hundred  and  eighteen  feet. 

Its  lines  are  in  harmony  with  the  simplicity  of  the 
surroundings.  The  architect  has  combined  in  admirable  pro- 
portions the  Swiss  chalet  and  the  Norway  villa.  Here  are 
expressed  a  quiet  dignity,  an  unassuming  luxury,  and  an 
appreciation  of  outing  needs.  Not  a  Waldorf-Astoria  — 
admirable  as  that  type  is  for  the  city  — but  a  big  country 
clubhouse,  where  the  traveler  seeking  high-class  accommo- 
dations also  finds  freedom  from  ultra  fashionable  restrictions. 
You  may  wear  a  dress  suit  at  dinner  or  not.  You  may  mix 
with  the  jolly  crowd  or  sit  alone  in  a  quiet  nook.  You  may 
lunch  at  almost  any  hour  of  the  day  or  night.  You  may  dine 
with  other  guests  or  enjoy  the  seclusion  of  a  private  dining-room. 

Good  fellowship  perhaps  best  expresses  the  motto  of 
El  Tovar. 

The  hotel  is  from  three  to  four  stories  high.  It  contains 
more  than  a  hundred  bedrooms.  The  main  building  and 
entrance  face  the  east.  Ample  accommodations  are  provided 
for  250  guests.  More  can  be  comfortably  housed  in  the 
annex  at  Bright  Angel  Camp. 

Outside  are  wide  porches  and  roof  gardens.  Boulders 
and  logs  for  the  walls  and  shakes  for  the  roof,  stained  a 
weather-beaten  color,  merge  into  the  gray-green  of  the 
surroundings. 

The  inside  finish  is  mainly  peeled  slabs,  wood  in  the  rough, 
and  tinted  plaster,  interspersed  with  huge  wooden  beams. 
Triple  casement  windows  and  generous  fireplaces  abound. 
Indian  curios  and  trophies  of  the  chase  are  liberally  used  in 
the  decorations.     The  furniture  is  of  special  pattern. 

El  Tovar  is  more  than  a  hotel;  it  is  a  village  devoted  to 
the  entertainment  of  travelers.  Far  from  the  accustomed  home 
of  luxury,  money  has  here  summoned  the  beneficent  genii  who 

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minister  to  our  bodily  comfort.  Merely  tKat  you  may  have 
pure  water  to  drink,  it  is  brought  from  a  mountain  spring  120 
miles  away !  And  that  is  only  one  of  the  many  provisions 
^-^r  unquestioned  excellence  of  shelter  and  food. 

The  hotel  is  conducted  on  the  American  plan.     There  are 
-nty  rooms  at  $3.50  a  day;  about  forty  rooms  at  $4.00  a 
4ay;  the  remainder  are  $4.50  a  day  and  upwards. 

Bright  Angel  Camp 

TO  accommodate  those  desiring  less  expensive  quarters. 
Bright  Angel  Camp  — old  Bright  Angel  Hotel  remodeled 
—has  been  opened  on  the   European   plan.      Rooms 
75  cents  a  day  each  person;  meals  at  Harvey  caie.     The  lodg- 
ings and  fare  here  are  of   a  simpler  kind  than  at   El  Tovar, 
but  clean,  wholesome,  and  thoroughly  comfortable. 

This  Camp  admirably  supplements  the  higher-class  service 
at  the  big  hotel. 

The  Rendezvous 

LEAVING  the  train  at  the  station  a  short  distance  from 
the  hotel,  you  proceed  up  a  wmding  road  to  the  main 
entrance,  a  hasty  glimpse  through  low  cedars  revealing 
the  far  canyon  wall. 

Above  the  wide  steps  and  in  front  of  the  Norway  gable, 
hospitably  swings  the  Tovar  coat-of-arms. 

On  the  broad  porch  are  numerous  rocking-chairs  and  small 
tables,  with  a  push-button  handy  for  ordering  light  refreshments. 

The  porch  corners  are  of  solid  rough  masonary,  built  in  old 
mission  style,  the  arches  wide  and  low. 

The  first  impression  is  one  of  good  cheer. 

Once  inside,  the  traveler  will  willingly  linger  a  few  moments 
in  the  Rendezvous  or  Nimrod's  Cabin.  This  is  a  large 
room,  forty-one  by  thirty-seven  feet,  notable  for  uneven  walls 
of  dark  stained  logs  and  bulky  rafters.  In  a  huge  corner  fire- 
place pine  knots  burn  cheerily  when  the  air  is  chilly.  From 
the  low  roof  hang  electric  lights  placed  in  log  squares  swinging 
at    the   end    of  long  chains.       Gray  Navajo  rugs  cover  the 

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The  Ladies'  Lounging  Room 


The  Office 


brown  floor.  TKere  are  cosy  tete-a-tetes  and  easy  chairs. 
On  an  upper  shelf  repose  heads  of  the  deer,  elk,  moose, 
mountain  sheep,  and  buffalo,  mingling  with  curiously  shaped 
and  gaudily  tinted  Indian  jars  from  the  Southwest  pueblos. 
An  old-fashioned  clock  ticks  off  the  hours.  A  small  escritoire 
reminds  you  of  letters  to  be  written  to  the  home  folks. 
Recessed  window  seats,  partly  hidden  by  red  curtains,  com- 
plete the  picture. 

What  wonder  that  every  morning  and  evening  most  of  the 
guests  gather  in  this  room  — the  ladies  to  read  and  gossip;  the 
gentlemen  to  smoke  and  tell  of  their  latest  adventures.  Few 
country  clubs  have  as  pleasant  a  meeting  place ;  yet  it  is  only 
one  of  r.1  Tovar's  many  allurements. 

The  Office  and  Ladies*  Lounging  Room 

CROSS  the  western  edge  of  the  Rendezvous  and  you  are 
in  the  Rotunda,  the  center  of  the  hotel's  many  activi- 
ties and  its  very  necessary  hub.  Whether  bound  for 
dining-room  or  parlors,  for  guest  chamber  or  amusement 
room ;  whether  attracted  by  the  click  of  billiards  below  or 
the  brightness  of  the  roof-garden  above,— all  paflis  here 
intersect. 

On  the  first  floor  is  the  Office.  A  story  above,  reached 
by  an  easily  ascended  stairway,  is  the  Ladies'  Lounging 
Room,  nestled  around  an  octagonal  open  space  that  extends 
from  the  Office  to  the  roof. 

After  registering  at  the  clerk's  desk  and  before  starting  to 
the  room  assigned,  you  notice  that  to  the  right  is  a  rustic 
stand  where  are  sold  those  indispensable  things  —  newspapers, 
magazines,  cigars,  and  sweetmeats. 

Just  beyond  is  the  Art  Room,  devoted  to  the  sale  of 
paintings  and  photographs;  on  the  walls  hang  paintings  of 
Southwest  scenery  from  the  brushes  of  noted  American 
artists,  including  some  of  Thomas  Moran  s  masterpieces. 

Yellow  hangings  and  electric  lights  brighten  the  dark  tones 
of  the  woodwork  in  the  Office.  Standing  at  the  clerk's  desk 
you  may  look  up  and  occasionally  catch  fleeting  glimpses  of 
fair  faces  smiling  over  the  rotunda  rail  at  some  friend  below. 

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A  SuHl 


A  Suite  Sitting  Room 


The  Ladies  Lounging  Room  is  draped  with  crimson 
hangings.  In  it  the  better  half  of  the  world  may  see  without 
being  seen  — may  chat  and  gossip  — may  sew  and  read  — may 
do  any  of  the  inconsequent  nothings  which  serve  to  pleasantly 
pass  the  time  away. 

The  first  impression  of  hospitality  is  deepened  and  you 
more  fully  realize  what  is  in  store  for  those  who  make 
El  Tovar  their  temporary  home. 

The  Sleeping-Rooms 

THERE  are  more  than  a  hundred  of  them.  They  are  found 
on  all  four  floors.  The  Arizona  sunshine  generously 
enters  each  one  at  some  hour  of  the  day.  No  dark, 
gloomy  corners---everything  is  bright  and  cheerful.  The 
canyon  may  be  seen  from  nearly  every  window;  not  always 
the  whole  panorama,  but  sections  of  it. 

Of  these  sleeping-rooms,  all  but  twelve  have  rough  sand- 
nnished  walls  and  ceilings,  appropriately  tinted  in  Nile  green, 
buff,  and  cream  colors.  The  remaining  dozen  are  larger  than 
the  omers  and  more  elaborately  decorated,  the  walls  being 
attractively  papered  and  the  furniture  of  rich  pattern.  The 
floors  are  covered  with  Wilton  carpets.  Steam  heat,  electric 
lights  and  office  telephones  are  provided-— willing  servants 
quickly  to  do  your  bidding. 

On  the  first  and  second  floors  are  forty-two  rooms  en  suite. 
There  are  twenty-one  commodious  bath-rooms,  white  as  snow 
and  kept  spotlessly  clean.  On  the  office  and  first  floors  are 
two  private  parlors,  en  suite. 

The  furniture  is  mostly  of  arts  and  crafts  design,  made  to 
order  at  the  best  factories  —  nothing  cheap  nor  tawdry ;  in  the 
suite  rooms  colonial  style,  mahogany  finish,  is  used ;  in  the 
other  rooms,  weathered  oak,  old  mission  style. 

As  you  enter  from  the  corridor  the  open  bedroom  door 
reveals  a  restful  scene,  in  which  plate-glass  mirrors,  fine  Knen, 
filmy  lace  curtains  and  leather  couches  each  contribute  their 
quota  of  daintiness.  Think  of  a  comfort,  here  it  is ---even 
that  chiefest  one,  a  bed  that  is  neither  too  hard  nor  too 
soft,  but  just  right. 

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The  Dining  Room 

WHEN  travel  stains  are  washed  oS  and  fresK  garments 
are  donned  it  is  time  for  dinner.  You  are  directed  to 
the  great  Norway  dining-room.  It  is  quadrangular 
in  form,  eighty-nine  feet  long  by  thirty-eight  feet  wide,  arched 
overhead,  the  roof  supported  by  six  huge  log  trusses.  Walls 
and  trusses  and  roof  are  all  finished  in  rough  wood  and  are 
as  brown  as  a  coffee  berry.  The  two  end  fireplaces  are  built 
of  gray  sandstone. 

A  dozen  electroliers  of  rustic  pattern  hang  from  the  ceiling. 
Electric  wall  lights  and  candelabra  for  the  side  tables  complete 
the  lighting. 

Through  any  one  of  the  many  triple  windows  may  be 
seen  the  large-eyed  stars;  for  here  the  sky  seems  to  bend 
closer  to  earth  than  in  lower  altitudes. 

The  tables  are  adorned  wifli  glass,  silver  and  flowers. 
You  also  notice  old  brass  dishes,  antique  Dutch  and  English 
platters,  and  Indian  oUas,  displayed  on  the  plate  rail. 

Well-trained  waitresses,  in  white  uniforms,  deftly  serve 
the  meal,  which  is  Harvey's  best.  While  you  are  leisurely 
dining  it  is  pleasant  to  look  around  and  see  who  your  neigh- 
bors are.  They  have  come  here  from  every  section ---perhaps 
a  New  York  banker,  a  Harvard  professor,  an  Arizona  ranch- 
man, an  English  globe-trotter,  and  a  German  savant.  Pretty 
women  and  lovely  children  complete  the  picture. 

The  dinner  itself  is  prepared  under  the  direction  of  a 
capable  Italian  chef,  once  employed  in  New  York  and  Chicago 
clubs.  He  presides  over  one  of  the  most  complete  and 
up-to-the-minute  hotel  kitchens  in  the  United  States. 

On  the  right  of  the  main  entrance  is  a  small  breakfast 
room,  tastefully  decorated  in  fifteenth  century  style.  On  the 
left  is  a  private  dining-room,  whose  wall  decorations  mainly 
consist  of  Indian  deer  hieroglyphics  reproduced  from  old 
pictographs  in  Mallery's  grotto. 


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A  Private  Dining  Room 


The  Solarium 


The  Music  Room 

AT  the  end  of  the  north  wing,  on  the  office  floor,  fronting 
the  canyon  s  ahyss,  is  a  spacious  room  devoted  to 
refined  amusements.  The  wall  decorations  are  of 
gold,  trimmed  in  old  ivory,  imitating  fifteenth  century  leather. 
Sunshine  streams  in  from  numerous  windows,  whose  seats 
of  upholstered  leather  and  curtains  of  French  arras  look 
very  inviting. 

When  the  Oriental  rugs  are  removed  from  the  waxed  floor 
and  the  Chickering  grand  piano  gives  forth  a  Strauss  waltz, 
tired  indeed  is  the  guest  who  will  not  be  tempted  to  try  at 
least  one  dance.  The  music-room  is  so  admirably  located 
and  so  daintily  furnished  that  it  is  a  favorite  resort  for  lovers 
of  music,  cards  and  dancing. 

The  Solarium,  Grotto,  and  Roof  Gardens 

WHERE  the  south  wing  terminates,  and  on  the  office 
floor,  is  a  sunny,  glass-enclosed  nook,  open  on  three 
sides  and  sheltered  from  cool  north  winds.  It  is 
called  the  Solarium  or  Sun-Parlor.  To  this  retreat  come 
the  ladies,  with  sewing  baskets  and  books.  The  wicker  chairs 
are  comfortable  and  you  may  work  or  talk  or  nap  undisturbed. 
It  is  quite  the  fad  to  take  a  sun  bath  here. 

Down  below  is  the  Grotto,  a  shady,  half  underground 
affair,  adorned  with  graceful  palms  and  made  social  by  little 
tables  on  which  are  often  seen  thin  glasses  full  of  cracked  ice 
and  other  things.  Gentlemen  may  stroll  in  the  Grotto  and 
enjoy  a  friendly  game  of  cards. 

On  the  top  floor  and  out  of  doors  are  two  Roof  Gardens, 
where  light  refreshments  are  served.  By  daylight  the  outlook 
is  magnificent  — -  across  the  Grand  Canyon  and  Coconino  Forest. 

The  Amusement  Room  and  Clubroom 

ON  the  ground  floor,   easily  reached  from  the  office  and 
from    the    rim    pathway,  is    the  Amusement    Room, 
fitted  with  billiard,  pool,  and  card  tables,  and  shuffle- 
boards.     Adjacent  is  the  Clubroom  — not  a  showy  place,  but 

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subdued  in  tone  and  with  simple  furnishings.  Across  the 
way  is  the  barher  shop,  which  is  also  headquarters  for  a 
masseur,  manicurist,  and  chiropodist. 

General  Information 

EL  TOVAR  has 
A  complete  laundry  fitted  with  the  latest  machinery. 
An  ice  plant  and  an  ice  machine. 

A  water  tower  and  tank,  capacity  162,000  gallons;  extra 
pure  spring  water  is  brought  from  Del  Rio,  Ariz.,  120  miles 
distant;  every  pound  of  ice  is  made  from  triple-distilled 
water---for  drinking  purposes  it  is  also  aerated;  28,000  gallons 
of  water  are  used  daily. 

Ample  fire  protection;  convenient  fire  escapes;  hose  and 
reels  on  each  floor;  fire  hydrants  and  portable  extinguishers. 

A  motor  for  running  the  ice-cream  machinery,  ice  cubator, 
coffee-mill,  printing-press,  and  ice-crusher. 

A  power  house,  burning  many  barrels  of  oil  daily. 

An  electric-light  plant,  comprising  two  generators  of  3,000 
lamps  capacity  and   operated  by  a  tandem  compound  engine. 

A  complete  sewage  system;  all  sewage  is  piped  under- 
ground to  an  antiseptic  tank  for  reduction. 

A  herd  of  Jerseys  and  a  poultry  farm,  supplying  fresh 
milk,  butter,  and  eggs. 

The  Hopi  House 

A  SHORT  distance  east  of  El  Tovar  and  a  stone's  throw 
from  the  sheer  canyon  wall  is   the   Hopi   House,  an 
irregular  stone  structure,  plastered  with  adobe,  cover- 
ing  a   ground   space   sixty   by   ninety   feet   and    rising    three 
stories  high. 

It  looks  like  an  Indian  pueblo ;  and  so  it  is,  in  miniature. 
If  you  have  ever  witnessed  the  snake  dance  at  Oraibi  you 
may  have  seen  on  a  side  street  the  original  of  this  picturesque 
building. 

These  quaintly-garbed  Indians  on  the  housetop  hail  from 
Tewa,  the  home  of  Nampeyo,  the  most  noted  pottery-maker 

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TraU  Party  Leaving  El  Tovar 


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in  all  Hopiland.  Perhaps  you  are  so  fortunate  as  to  see 
Nampeyo  herself. 

Here  are  Hopi  men,  women,  and  children  —  some  deco- 
rating and  burning  exquisite  pottery;  others  spinning  yarn  and 
weaving  squaw  dresses,  scarfs,  and  blankets.  Go  inside  and 
you  see  how  these  gentle  folk  live.  The  rooms  are  little  and 
low,  like  their  small-statured  occupants.  The  floors  and  walls 
are  as  cleanly  as  a  Dutch  kitchen.  The  Hopis  are  making 
"piki,  twining  the  raven  black  hair  of  the  "manas"  in  big 
side  whorls,  smoking  corn-cob  pipes,  building  sacred  altars, 
mending  moccasins  — doing  .a  hundred  un-American  things. 
They  are  the  most  primitive  Indians  in  America,  with 
ceremonies  several  centuries  old. 

It  is  almost  as  good  as  a  trip  to  the  province  of  Tusayan, 
minus  the  desert. 

And  there  are  tall,  taciturn  Navajos--- smooth-faced,  keen- 
eyed  Bedouins — who  live  in  adajacent  "  hogans."  The  Navajo 
women  weave  fine  wool  blankets.  The  men  cunningly  fashion 
silver  ornaments.  Both  sexes  are  at  home  on  horseback, 
being  expert  riders.  EUe  of  Ganado,  the  most  famous  blanket- 
weaver  of  the  Navajos,  usually  makes  her  headquarters  at 
the  Grand  Canyon. 

Perhaps  a  band  of  Supais,  wandered  from  their  Cataract 
Canyon  home,  forty  miles  away,  will  offer  you  a  basket,  or 
entreat  you  to  invest  a  dime,  and  see  a  live  Supai  baby 
blinking  in  the  wooden  cradle  on  its  mother's  back. 

Several  rooms  in  the  Hopi  House  are  devoted  to  an 
exhibit  of  rare  and  costly  specimens  of  Indian  handiwork. 
Here  is  displayed  the  priceless  Harvey  collection  of  old 
Navajo  blankets,  winner  of  a  grand  prize  at  the  Louisiana 
Purchase  Exposition.  Here,  too,  is  a  Hopi  ethnolographic 
collection,  likewise  a  prize-winner  at  the  World  s  Fair.  And 
a  Pomo  basket  exhibit,  the  finest  of  its  kind  in  the  world, 
comprising  ceremonial  baskets,  burden  baskets,  and  baskets 
for  food.  And  Eskimo  handiwork  from  Alaska.  And  a 
room  filled  with  rare  buffalo-hide  shields.  And,  finally,  a 
salesroom  containing  the  most  interestmg  display  of  genuine 
Indian  handiwork  in  this  country,  gathered  from  all  sections 
of  the  West. 

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What  You  Can  Do  at  El  Tovar 

GO  DOWN  Bright  Angel  Trail  and  back  — a  day's  trip; 
or  camp  over  night  near  the  river  and  come  up  the  next 
day.     The  trail  stock  is  sure-footed  and  accustomed 
to  the  zigzags.       Ladies   may  rent   divided  skirts  and  other 
riding  accessories. 

Take  short  carriage  drives  to  Hopi  and  Yavapai  points, 
where  there  is  a  wide  outlook  up  and  down  the  canyon. 

Go  to  lovely  Grand  View  (altitude  7,500  feet),  eastward 
thirteen  miles  by  stage  through  the  Coconino  Forest.  There 
and  back  in  a  day;  or  stay  longer  and  enjoy  the  excellent 
Grand  View  Hotel,  a  new  modern  frame  structure  with  log 
annex,  admirably  equipped— a  quiet  place  where  a  very  beau- 
tiful section  of  the  Canyon  may  be  leisurely  enjoyed.  The 
trail  here  down  the  Canyon  wall  is  safe  and  attractive.  A 
few  miles  farther  on  is  Hance's  Ranch.  By  the  rim  path  one 
may  walk  to  Moran  and  Zuni  points. 

Go  down  Boucher  trail,  about  8  miles  west  of  El  Tovar, 
to  Dripping  Spring  and  beyond. 

Drive  to  Bass's,  25  miles  west,  and  descend  Bass 
trail,  perhaps  crossing  the  river  and  visiting  the  north  rim. 

Make  up  a  party  for  Cataract  Canyon,  forty  miles  away. 
This  is  the  home  of  the  Supai  Indians.  Here  are  waterfalls 
as  beautiful  as  those  in  Yosemite. 

Ride  horseback.  Safe  and  speedy  horses  may  be  hired, 
and  the  forest  roads  are  good. 

Take  long  walks,  or  dream  the  day  away  on  the  edge  of 
a  cliff  in  some  secluded  spot. 

Inspect  the  Hopi  House  and  Navajo  hogans. 

The  management  of  El  Tovar  provides  varied  indoor 
entertainment— such  as  music,  dancing,  "smokers,  '  lectures, 
etc.     Special  attention  is  given  to  outdoor  sports. 

And  there  is  always  the  Grand  Canyon  to  look  at. 
Tourists  have  come  thousands  of  miles  just  for  that  and 
nothing  else. 

For  further  information,  address 

FRED  HARVEY, 

Manatter,  El  Tovar, 

GRAND   CANYON,  ARIZONA 

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